Caius Final Fantasy Novels & Stories

“But how does Caius come into all of this?” Beau gives me a sad smile. “Caius was one of the best Lieutenants of the Old War, at least from what I can tell. Of course, he doesn't remember a thing. But from the textbooks I’ve read and the pictures I’ve seen, he was a true hero for all mankind.”

Caius continued, his voice gentler, "I hope you will approve. Because Nova loves you more than anything, and your opinion matters to her. Which means it matters to me." I studied him for a long moment. Derek had already vouched for him—quietly, carefully, knowing I'd need to make my own assessment. But Derek's judgment was sound. Caius was steady where Nova was storm, patient where she was impulse, calm where she was chaos. "Fine," I said. "But if you—" "You'll burn me alive. Yes. Nova already gave me that speech. Also something about castration with a rusty spoon." He smiled slightly. "You two really are twins."

I warned. He stayed quiet, then a smirk appeared on his face. "You'll have to fight me first." That was all it took to have Darius snarling and running towards him to attack. He was foolish relying on his emotions, because he gave Caius exactly what he wanted. I watched Caius move with supernatural speed. Daria was slower and when he struck, Caius easily dodged and retaliated with a precise blow that sent Darius staggering, and he fell hitting the cold stone floor with a thud.

Cain tenses every time his father says anything to him or me, then they glare at each other like they're having some sort of staring contest or silent argument. Halfway through dinner, Cain's father excuses himself and comes back with a couple who exude authority but seem very friendly with it. After greeting Cain warmly and introducing themselves to the rest of us as Zac and Cally, Cain's aunt and uncle, their eyes land on me. "So you're the one they're after and you killed a rog… wolf with a chair leg. Genius." Cally laughs loudly, sitting down opposite me and bringing much needed life into the room. Her blue eyes twinkle with intelligence and even though it feels like she's assessing me,

he said "stay away from Lucy, this is between the both of us" I said "okay fine but I want you to introduce me to her" he said "why should I", I asked " don't play that game with me unless you want me to blow your cover" he said " okay fine is that all you want?", I asked "as her father", he replied " what the hell!!!", I cursed " are you crazy" I asked "that girl is almost sixteen" I said

“Sebastian, say something.” I opened my mouth but nothing came out. My brain had stopped working. "Hey, I'm Naomi." The girl stepped forward, tugging a braid behind her ear as she introduced herself. I didn't miss the way Zaire’s eyes drifted down her thick body. He licked his lips slowly, giving her those eyes that guys gave girls when they liked what they saw. "I'm Zaire." he smiled, flashing her with those grillz in his mouth as he shook her hand for a second too long.

Nothing had ever phased him before—but tonight was different. Caius was close to my left, his presence steady and unwavering, like the ground beneath me. His usual confidence was tempered with an undercurrent of wariness, his eyes narrowing as he observed the surrounding darkness. His hand hovered near the blade at his waist, but his posture was more relaxed, more ready for action than the tense anticipation I saw in my father’s warriors. He was a wolf, after all. And this was his territory.

Not at the back. Caius had built the plan in under an hour and it had the quality his plans always had. Simple on the surface. Complicated underneath. The kind of plan where every piece had to move exactly right and he had already accounted for what happened if one of them did not. My role in it was not what Destan thought it would be. “The windows,” Caius said. “You said he avoids them.”

Naima ~ The young nobleman before me was my perfect type. Blonde, blue-eyed, entirely too easy to toy with, and most importantly, innocent. I let my fingers glide over his hard lean chest, his skin was so warm. His had told me his name was Caius. Cute name… even cuter smirk. “You’re quite forward, aren’t you?” hs eyes crinkled at the sides as a smile stretched his lips. I let out a soft hum as I tilted my head and dragged my nails down his arm. “Would you rather I play shy for you?”

Damien and Zephyr fired a barrage of arrows, but they seemed to have little effect on the hulking creature. I darted in, my sword slicing at the Enforcer's legs, but it barely seemed to notice. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Ana, her eyes burning with determination. "Caius, distract it," she said, her voice low and urgent. "I have an idea." Without another word, she darted away, leaving me to face the Enforcer alone. I steeled my nerves and stepped forward, my sword raised high. "Hey, ugly!" I yelled, my voice shaking slightly. "Over here!"